Cause célèbre (1987)
When the ailing husband of an adulterous wife is discovered bludgeoned to death and suspicions fall on the older woman's young lover, the newly widowed woman claims that it was she who was solely responsible for the death despite evidence that points to the contrary in this dramatic account of true-life 1935 trial that shocked all of England. Though notable evidence and strong suspicion suggests that the murder may have been of crime of passion perpetrated by the jealous lover only half her age, Alma Rattenbury (Helen Mirren) confesses to the murder of her husband and is soon brought to trial. Despite the fact that Alma is already being deemed guilty by the general public for her adulterous indiscretion alone, her lawyer, star attorney T.J. O'Connor (David Suchet), remains convinced that his client will eventually be cleared of all charges.
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Good story, Not enough for a whole film
A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.
The best films of this genre always show a path and provide a takeaway for being a better person.
By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.
The hired boy's daddy was strict, but he didn't mind loaning out his mallet to love-crazed young George (played by David Morrissey who, perhaps scarred by this very film, went on to marry Sigmund Freud's great-granddaughter in real life) who thought Alma (Helen Mirren) was "living with" (slang for engaging in marital relations with) her elderly, ill husband "Rats" (the late great Harry Andrews)just after having several weeks of mad "living" with young George and declaring mutually sudden eternal love. The besotted young handyman took the mallet(three thwacks)to old Rats's non-threatening, dozing dome and finished him off nattily, sending both shellshocked-but-innocent Alma and his unrepentant self to court. Alma, wife and mother of two young sons,has marched to her own drummer and deemed the mad, impetuous fling to commence when Houseboy George, washing her bedroom window, sees a pair of those full, loose, glossy satin '30's undies (green with beige lace)lying on her unoccupied bed and enters the room, picks the seductive undergarment up, cuddles it, sits down on the bed and begins to tremble fitfully, until Alma conveniently enters and assesses the lust-o'ercome state of her personally chosen hired boy (tall, muscular, sexually viable). Alma begins to stroke his shivering frame and ignites the affair, ignoring signs of extreme jealousy and instability in her ardent young swain. She dresses divinely, takes him on a spree to a London hotel, and seems impervious to their extra-marital romps and tiffs (born of George's increasing jealousy) taking place within easy earshot of both ill-fated husband "Rats" and the stoic, uncritical mother's helper, Irene. David Suchet, as Alma's canny barrister (quite good-looking he is sans Poirot mustache), has the job of crafting a defense for a woman who wants none. George is determined to pay the price for this "great love," and all his fine barrister (played by Oliver Ford Davies, the marvelous character actor of many a suspenseful production)can do is play on his youth and corruptibility in the grip of female wiles. I shall not spoil the very (bitter) end to this rather odd-but-true drama, except to say the three strikes causing an additional death do seem impossibly brought about. How could she do it THREE TIMES? I shall leave you with that. This is finely acted dramatic fare - better than anything you'll see on your tube now in these lean dramatic days.
If you are thinking about watching this movie, just be aware that it is NOT a murder "mystery" as such. Unfortunately, I got the DVD thinking it was more of an Agatha Christie type story, and spent the entire time trying to figure out who really "done it." I was very disappointed when the typical twists and turns of a true mystery didn't materialize.If my expectations had been different, I might have enjoyed this movie more. The set design was superb, as was most of the acting and the dialog (although, without subtitles, the British accent was a bit difficult for me to understand at times).On the other hand, I might have been disappointed anyway, since the story is somewhat disjointed and I never bought into the relationships between the characters (the two mismatched lovers, the husband and wife, the wife and 'companion' etc.) The story might have been true, but that doesn't necessarily make it a good movie.
As usual, Helen Mirren has it all wrapped up. I knew it would be great when she goes from smiling to weeping in the course of 10 seconds at the piano scene near the beginning of the film. Amazing how she does that. THis character seemed lighter than most of the characters she plays--but underneath you know that she is suffering and drowning in her despair from the very beginning. You think that the woman is hopelessly flawed because of her seemingly superficial need for money and status, and for her interest in a much younger man. Then you realize she is playing such a complicated character that you can't even imagine how she did it. Helen mirren. Amazing.
Is it any wonder that the Brits kick our butts when it comes to putting out good theater? Look at this cast: Helen Mirren, David Morrissey, Harry Andrews and David Suchet in a pre-Hercule Poirot role as a barrister. The story based on a defense of a woman's (Mirren) live-in handy-man lover (Morrissey) who violently kills her elderly impotent husband (Andrews). The barrister mounts a defense of how this younger, naive man misinterpreted the woman's involvement with him. The case takes strange twists as the woman winds the unwilling other victim whose only crime is one of indiscretion. Fine, fine acting and a gripping, well-written drama. I'm amazed it is not available on video. If it rolls around on PBS, be sure to check it out.